When i look into their faces i see hate
Accompanied by bitterness
Day and night plotting my downfall
Hoping to see me six feet under
Because they can feel and see the light at the end of my tunnel
God, your kids are not happy with me

Deep inside they are burning like a house on fire
Smiling steaming venom of anger around me wishing to see me struggling like a pauper
Not knowing that my “God has not finished with me yet” but
God your kids, are not happy with me

They see me as a threat
A roaring lion in jungle full of zest to destroy
A heartless being in the society
Because of the Almighty’s doings on me
God,  your kids are not happy with me but i thank you for your blessings